Chapter 9: Actually, I’m your boss’s wife.
The next morning, Victoria covered her face with foundation and headed out to the studio.
Located above the business building, the studio was on the second floor.
As she was only employed part-time, she didn’t have to come over on weekdays, but she had to attend the monthly wrap-up.
Wesley used to be the first to arrive, but today he arrived half an hour late. He wore the same suit as yesterday, and came in a hurry.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
Victoria lurched her pen slightly, sensing that something else might have happened to Wesley.
“I’m sorry it’s so late today.” Wesley walked to the main seat in front of him and sat down, noticing some concern in Victoria’s eyes and smiled apologetically.
The others did their summaries in order.
After the meeting was over, Victoria wanted to leave with everyone else, but when she saw Wesley sitting in the main seat without moving, she couldn’t help but walk over and ask, “What happened?”
Wesley tiredly raised a hand to rub his brow, “It’s Amelia who’s had an incident at home.”
His voice was very hoarse, and he looked like he hadn’t slept all night. He looked like he was about to say something when Victoria asked, “Seriously?”
As Wesley pondered his decision, he remained silent for a few minutes before saying, “I’m thinking about selling the studio, but I don’t know what to tell all of you.”
It confused Victoria how Wesley suddenly wanted to sell the studio now that it was on the upswing. His studio was all he had and he wouldn’t consider selling it unless he was desperate.
“How much is missing?”
“At least twenty million dollars.” Wesley rubbed his brow bitterly, his eyes red-blooded, “If only Nick’s list had been negotiated last night, but alas.”
“Nick’s list, I’ll try again.”
Putting aside her own things, Victoria said, “Don’t tell anyone else about this beforehand.”
Wesley sighed, “There’s no need to stress yourself out if you can’t get it done, it was Amelia’s fault last night, she’s unstable right now, I apologize on her behalf.”
Getting up and leaving the conference room, Victoria decided to try her luck at Nick’s company once more.
She knew that Nick was there today in the company but the only way to talk business was to meet in person.
Located in the heart of Veridian City, Andrews Enterprise was one of the tallest buildings in the city, and it was said that all of his family’s properties could be seen from the building.
The accumulated wealth of the ancestors had reached exaggerated proportions in this generation.
Victoria walked in and entered the lobby before going to the front desk.
The lady at the reception smiled sweetly when she saw her unfamiliar face and inquired, “Hello, what can I do for you?”
“I’d like to see Mr. Andrews, I wonder if he’s free right now.”
The receptionist’s smile lurched and she looked her up and down a few times, “I’m sorry, Mr. Andrews doesn’t just see anyone without an appointment.”
Victoria was stumped by this and pressed on, “What if it’s coming over to negotiate a partnership?”
“Please contact the business department for matters of cooperation, if there are documents that require Mr. Andrews’ signature, the business department will refer them to him for approval.”
Seeing her silence, the receptionist’s gaze turned scornful; she seemed to be another woman who climbed the ladder to meet him. She had seen too many girls like this.
Victoria couldn’t really explain at that time, she couldn’t say that she was actually their boss’s wife. But waiting like this, she didn’t know how long it would take to see him.
Did she really need to go back to Andrew’s house?
While she was pondering on her options, she was interrupted by an unfamiliar message from her cell phone.